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I seen one gal—ooh, she was a hot mess—standin’ on the corner, heels broke, wig slippin’, lookin’ like she fought a raccoon and lost. Made me mad as hell! Why ain’t nobody helpin’ her? But then, shoot, she winked at me—ME!—like I’m ‘bout to be her next customer. I hollered, “Honey, I ain’t got no cash for that!” Got me laughin’ though, ‘cause she had spunk. Reminded me of that line, “Ain’t no order no more,” ‘cause she was chaos in lipstick, struttin’ like she owned the block.

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So pack your bags, my friend, and get ready to dive headfirst into this mix of beauty, passion, and a lot of honest heart. Come see it all, take a walk down Grosse Pointe Blvd, hear the whispers on Mack Ave, feel the pulse at Boulevard Park, and believe me, you’ll leave with memories that echo long after you’ve gone. Cheers to that, and remember: billionaires should not exist!

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